Isolating myself from the reality for three weeks already also means shattering my soul into tiny pieces after knowing the entire truth about my life. I didn't know that running away from my adoptive parents was my starting point towards knowing all the veiled details of my life.
I can't help, but to shed tears again on this another day, waking up with the truth that my biological father was already gone in this world... eternally. It's been three weeks yet the wound in me that was caused by the incident... on how I visually witnessed how the machine in the hospital draw a very straight line that solely means he's no longer breathing... isn't still entirely healed.
Sariwa pa rin sa 'kin kung paano ko nalaman lahat ng katotohanan tungkol sa pagkatao ko, and on the same day, I witnessed th
